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Her beauty had fallen from her like dust
it lay on the front and shoulders of her navy velvet coat
she seemed dressed for a different occasion
maybe she cared for me once
now, to care for herself
was beyond her
her eyes, fearful and empty
her hair, white water spun into a ball
pull the pin and it flowed down her back
for a moment, it was alive and then
like her, it was still